Back in college, I was actually pecked and chased by ostriches while going door-to-door campaigning for congressional race. They're quite ill-tempered birds, and I'd imagine emus are much the same. I'd never make sport of that.

Luckily, there was a fence between me and the birds, but I was in such a state of panic that I tried to evade them first by running ALONG the fence for a good fifteen yards before I realized they were keeping pace and pecking me through the fence. And an ostrich can actually KILL a man if it gets in a good kick to the head. I've never found any record of that being the cause of any of my ancestors' demises, but if I did, I'd tell everyone it was ninjas.

The worst part is, as would be expected if you had to outrun an ostrich, we lost the race, by about a 3:2 margin. How'd your wren showdown go?